ONE WILD NIGHT . . .
Widowed & lonely, Bridget O’Shaughnessy Black indulges herself in a night of pleasure.
After all, she's in disguise. And the baby girl? An unexpected blessing...until an old flame claims the child as his own to force Bridget to marry him.

ONE DETERMINED LADY. . .
Many women pursued Colin Warren, but only one climbed in his bedchamber window. When Bridget does it for the second time, she doesn't have fun in mind. Colin is unfit to be a parent, and yet he has no choice but to acknowledge the little girl.

Bridget shouldn’t let herself smile at Colin, because that invited a smile in return. The kind with dimples and a hunger that reached his eyes.

Probably reached hers, too, so she sighed and turned away. Yearning to touch him had become a physical ache, and even a brush of his hand, much less a boost on her derriere, made it a thousand times worse.

They wouldn’t catch up to the others tonight, but tomorrow, once the rain was over, they would find an alternate route. One more night of self-control…

She was a fool to want him, but she couldn’t help it. What had come over her? Suddenly, stupidly, she was willing to risk another illegitimate child by him.

They were almost at the inn. She dreaded another restless night. She needed something to distract her. “Where are those apples? The horses deserve a treat.”

Colin passed her the basket. She took four of the wrinkled apples. They pulled up in front of a battered old building with weathered timbers and dormers peeking from under a thatched roof. No eager servant came rushing out of the inn to greet them.

“House!” Colin bellowed, opening the coach door. Without bothering to let down the steps, he took Bridget by the waist and lifted her down into the rain. This time his hands didn’t linger. “Hurry up and give them the damned apples. Let’s get out of this bloody rain.”

“Would you stop fussing?” she cried. “We’ll catch up to Martin eventually.”

“That’s not what I’m fussing about,” he snapped, heading for the rear of the coach. Bridget offered apples to the wheeler and leader on one side and then stalked around to treat the others.

A spare, grizzled man limped out of the inn. “Come in, come in,” he said, but his eyes widened at the sight of Colin, in his wet but obviously costly clothing, unearthing two valises from the boot. “I’m that sorry, sir, but I don’t have accommodation for the likes of you.”

“Does your roof leak?” Colin demanded. “Do the fireplaces smoke?”

“No sir, but—”

“Will the horses be warm and dry too?” Bridget piped up, and suddenly she began to shiver.

“Aye, the stables is fine,” the landlord said.

“Then we’ll do fine, too.” Colin dropped the valises on the doorstep. “Warm and dry is all we ask, and I’ll pay handsomely for it.”

A stout lady in an old-fashioned mobcap appeared in the doorway. “What are you waiting for, Stan? I’ll light a fire in the guest chamber. Let the gentleman and his missus in before they catch their deaths.”

*Oh, dear.*

The landlord still seemed uneasy. “I’m sorry, sir, but we’ve only the one small guest room, and not even a private parlor.”

“We’ll do fine,” Bridget and Colin said simultaneously. Their hands touched and twined together. Clung together, as if one or the other of them—or both—was afraid the other would let go. Or as if they were about to plunge off a cliff and holding on for dear life.

Bridget’s heart began to pound. She slid her gaze surreptitiously toward Colin. He wasn’t looking at her but rather straight ahead. A drop of water rolled from his wet hair, over his brow, and down to his upper lip. His tongue flicked out and licked it up.

Desire roared through her. She shuddered. His right dimple appeared, but so briefly she almost didn’t see it.

The landlady bustled away, and the landlord grabbed the valises. “Just you follow me, then. I’m Stan Butterworth, and that’s my rib, Martha.” He led them through the taproom. “You’ll want to change out of them wet clothes first of all, and then we’ll see to your supper.” He preceded them up a narrow flight of stairs. “My Martha’s a right good cook, and we had mutton stew to our dinner, but it won’t be what you’re accustomed to.”

“I’m sure it will be delicious,” Bridget managed. Could food possibly have been farther from her mind?

“It can get right rowdy in here on a fair evening,” Mr. Butterworth said, “but we won’t have much custom tonight, what with the storm and all. You’ll have a peaceful sleep.”

Colin made a sound between a snort and a laugh, but he didn’t let go of her hand.

A few months ago I have read the first book in this series and I could not wait to read the sequel. I loved this as much as the first one. The protagonists are women strong and unusual, their behavior can be considered scandalous in the age in which they live.

After a night of passion with Colin, Bridget has had wonderful gift, her daughter Sophie. She decides to grow her on her own but when her cousin claims to be the father of Sophie to force her to marry him, Bridget realizes she must find the real father. At the beginning Colin does not believe her but as he sees the little girl understands that she is his daughter. Will they be able to form a happy family?

The plot is compelling and intriguing, well-built and developed, the pace is fast, never boring, with several twists. It captured my attention from beginning to the end.

I discovered this author thanks to a collection of short stories and every time I have the opportunity I do not let out, her historical novels are special and unusual, readings really pleasant.

I recommend it to those who love Regency romance.

Winner of the Holt Medallion, Maggie, Daphne du Maurier, Reviewer’s Choice and Epic awards, Barbara Monajem wrote her first story at eight years old about apple tree gnomes. She published a middle-grade fantasy when her children were young. When they grew up, she turned to writing for grownups, first the Bayou Gavotte paranormal mysteries and then Regency romances with intrepid heroines and long-suffering heroes (or vice versa). Some of her Regencies have magic in them and some don’t (except for the magic of love, which is in every story she writes).

Barbara loves to cook, especially soups, and is an avid reader. There are only two items on her bucket list: to make asparagus pudding and succeed at knitting socks (or maybe tea cozies). She’ll manage the first but doubts she’ll ever accomplish the second. This is not a bid for immortality but merely the dismal truth (hence the tea cozies, which she hasn’t tried yet). She lives near Atlanta, Georgia with an ever-shifting population of relatives, friends, and feline strays.

Evan
Powers has become the new manager in Nick Grady’s well-established marijuana
growing operation. Led by his roommate and best friend, little has changed in
Nick’s secretive business since the late ‘60s, which is just the way the aging
hippie would for like it to remain. However, Nick’s complex past comes full
circle, thrusting Evan in a scramble to decipher the truth behind the enigmatic
lives of the people he holds dear. Deep in the woods, demons will be unleashed.

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EXCERPT:

We walked directly across the hall, to a second door leading
to a second warehouse. It was like those Russian Matryoshka dolls that get
pulled apart to reveal smaller dolls nesting inside. A warehouse within a
warehouse.

Nick took me to the door and knocked.

My previous work took place down the long hall to the left,
in a room around the corner in the rear of the building, and I looked over my
shoulder to where I normally worked with Becka. She was nowhere to be seen.
Whatever Nick was about to show me was entirely new, but I had a very good idea
of exactly what was behind that thick door.

A sliding viewing port opened, and a set of eyes looked out.
The viewing port closed, and the sound of a heavy lock clacked from the hollows
of the metal door. A moment later it opened and we stepped inside, shielding
our eyes from the glaring light.

“Holy hell,” I muttered, stepping into the room. The
temperature was hot in there, muggy, and my eyes were practically blinded from
the succession of thousand-watt high pressure sodium light bulbs lining the
ceiling. A sea of tall marijuana plants filled the room, all set in carefully
arranged rows, some attached to an elaborate hydroponic system. The smell of
fresh marijuana was as thick as soup. A silver tray holding orange slices and a
knife sat on a table by the door.

“So.” I turned to Nick. “What exactly do you need me to do?”

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AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Brandon Zenner is
an American fiction writer. His short fiction has been published in both print
and online publications, the first being submitted when he was just 19 years
old. THE EXPERIMENT OF DREAMS, his debut eBook thriller, has reached Amazon's
top-ten charts within its genre many times. His categories of choice are
thrillers, dystopian, crime, and science fiction.

martedì 29 dicembre 2015

With
the rift closed for the season and no more monsters to fight, Daelin Long gets
bored as librarian in the podunk town of Settler, Oregon. A job interview and
her brother's arrival present a tempting opportunity to escape, until her
brother and her best friend, a ghost, disappear.

While
Daelin searches for them, more mysteries pile up: dead people coming back to
life, portraits of the town founders replaced with strange white trees, and
people on the other side of the rift returning. It’s impossible. The portal
that allows monsters from other universes to come to Earth is sealed until next
summer.

The
Rifters, a secret group protecting our world, believe the troubles are nothing
more than the tantrums of an offended ghost. Daelin disagrees. If she’s right,
the evil hell-bent on destroying Earth has new technology making the rift more
deadly.

Before
the monster summons the next apocalypse, Daelin must find it and destroy it.

Book
3 in the Rifter series.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

EXCERPT:

“Your closest friend is a ghost. A boyfriend would be good
for you,” Wald mumbled against the palm of Daelin Long’s hand.

She plucked at the grass, pulling out a few blades, twisting
them around her fingers. “It feels wrong to get him mixed up in this. I wish my
sister had forewarned me instead of luring me into a trap.”

“You live in fiction. How could she know only you would be
able to effectively fight the ghost of George Hawley? She didn’t. It’s because
you took him down and with such courage that you became part of the Rifters.”

“Hmm.” She studied his face. “I think it was our boss’s plan
for me before I set one toe in this town.”

“Or flip flop.” He laughed.

Daelin had arrived in Settler wearing a green T-shirt dress
and flip flops. It had been summer in the rest of the country. Not Settler. She
still wasn’t sure she and Settler fit. “Shush.”

“Come on.” He grabbed her arm and tugged her to her feet.
“Your brother is around the corner and inside the cottage by now.”

“Sound travels weirdly in this valley.”

“You think I don’t know?” He dropped his voice and whispered
against her ear. “Happy? So about this boyfriend thing? You’re avoiding the
topic.”

Most definitely.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

AUTHOR Bio and Links:

M. Pax is author
of the space adventure series The Backworlds and the urban fantasy series The
Rifters. Fantasy, science fiction, and the weird beckons to her, and she blames
Oregon, a source of endless inspiration. She ghost hunts for fun with a group
of curiosity seekers, docents at Pine Mountain Observatory in the summers as a
star guide, has a cat with a crush on Mr. Spock, and is slightly obsessed with
Jane Austen.

Four years after
losing her husband, Elizabeth Farefield’s mother-in-law still blames her for
his death. Finding it difficult to move forward, she takes a Caribbean
cruise to contemplate her future…bumping into the past.

Divorced for five years,
Robert Burnhamwood is happy with his playboy ways until on a cruise, a chance
meeting has him longing for something he hasn’t wanted since his first marriage...a
monogamous relationship filled with love.

But when Robert’s
youngest daughter retaliates against his new relationship, his oldest daughter
takes up with a man against his wishes, and a rapist terrorizes her
neighborhood putting his daughter at risk, a peaceful future with new found
love may be beyond Elizabeth’s
grasp.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

My Review:

It 's a romantic and moving story about second chances in life and in love. The protagonists have had two tragic and troubled stories but fate decides to give them a second chance: will exploit it?

Elizabeth lost her husband four years ago, it was a happy marriage if you exclude the bad relationship with her mother-in-law. She always hated her and has even accused her of having caused the death of her son. After all these years she continues to torture Liz but she tries to withstand for her children Robert has been facing a difficult divorce and must manage his three children, especially Chris who does not accept the end of his marriage. In a Caribbean cruise Elizabeth and Robert know each other and fall in love. But upon returning home the problems begin: will they manage their children and their newborn love story?

All the characters are lovable and very realistic. Elizabeth has suffered a lot, really deserves to be happy in love. After the divorce, Robert became a playboy, he never had a serious story, only superficial and occasional relationships . But what he feels for Liz is very strong, makes him want to change his life and have a serious and lasting love story. The chemistry between them is special, they are perfect together.

This book is well written, it was a real treat and I loved every page.

I definitely recommend this one.

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EXCERPT:

“I’m sorry. Excuse me.” The beverage she held sloshed
around. She regarded the man as familiar.

“No, please forgive me. I was too absorbed by the ocean.”
Taller than her five-eight height, the muscular arms that held her proved he
was a man who took care of his body. She stared into pale green eyes and her
gaze fell to his chin.

His features took on a quizzical appearance. “Are you
alright?”

“I’m fine. Thank you.” Her body froze in place.

“Liz?” He held her back by the arms. “Liz Farefield?”

With a mental shake of her head, she spoke. “Do I know you?”
Her voice hitched.

“You resemble a woman I’ve met. Her name was Liz.” Releasing
his hold, he stepped back. “I’m sorry,” he offered his hand, “Robert
Burnhamwood. I believe we met at the opening of the Kids Kare Clinic. My firm,
RB and Associates, designed it.”

Focusing more closely on Robert, her head tipped to the side
as she recognized him. It was the cleft in his chin. “Yes, you’re right.” She
nervously drank from her plastic glass.

Another man approached and presented his hand to Liz after
handing Robert what appeared to be a beer. “Hi. Scott Jordan.”

He had jet-black hair with not a grey strand in sight. An
olive skin tone gave him the appearance of Mediterranean descent.

“Liz Farefield,” she offered while shaking his hand. “Are
you two traveling together?”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Jody Vitek is a
multi-published author with Satin Romance, an imprint of Melange Books, LLC.
She has been a member of Romance Writers of America (RWA) and Midwest Fiction
Writers (MFW) since 2001 and is a Provisional PAN member of RWA.

Born and raised
in Minnesota,
Jody remains close to home living with her husband of twenty-five plus years,
three children and a cat named Holly. Growing up, she enjoyed reading V.C.
Andrews’ the Dollanganger series, starting with Flowers in the Attic, S.E.
Hinton, and Stephen King to name a few. Today her tastes run across the board
in fiction and non-fiction, in all genres.

She has traveled
throughout the United States,
to the Bahamas and Cancun, Mexico.
Between watching her youngest son playing soccer, maintaining one of the many
scrapbook albums, gardening and being the COO of the Vitek household, she
writes contemporary romances.

domenica 27 dicembre 2015

Set
in New York City and Narragansett, Rhode Island in 1990, meet Claire Kennedy,
successful mystery book editor at Cauldron Press. Her most famous client, the
reclusive Sarah Winesong, has written her first new novel in five years, and
Claire is ready to break out the champagne!

And then, in walks Tony
Nichols. He’s gorgeous, angry and full of accusations that start with “Cauldron
Press stole my book” and end with “Sarah Winesong is a fraud”.

This contemporary cozy
mystery has a stellar cast of would-be villains and one real one who will stop
at nothing to eliminate his nefarious scheme from coming to light, including
stalk and try to kill Claire and Tony!

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

My Review:

It 's a novel really exciting and full of suspense set in the world of publishing. From the first pages it caught my attention and I read it in one afternoon.

Claire Kennedy is a great editor and is very happy, her client has just published an excellent book. But Tony Nichols ruins her party. The book in question was written by his friend and it was stolen. He has every intention to do him justice. Claire decides to work with Tony to uncover the truth. They will have to solve many mysteries and intrigues, and so many people willing to obstruct them.

Claire is a great professional, puts so much effort into every assignment and is very loyal, remains shocked when she finds out that maybe one of her clients has plagiarized a boy. She can not deal with it and do everything possible to find out the truth. She's really a great character.

This was my first time reading a book by this author, and I can say with complete certainty that it will not be my last!

It 's a story very credible and realistic with a great pace and a wonderful blend of romance and mystery. The plot flows effortlessly and will keep the reader turning pages. I liked it so much that it was set in 1990, it was nice to remember how was our life without mobile phones, Internet and digital books.

If you like romantic mystery books this is one to add to your list.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

EXCERPT:

Tony had not shown up to get her at the inn, nor had he
called with a message. She had checked the inn not more than a half hour ago.
Was his lack of punctuality further proof of his criminal makeup, she wondered?

Her determination not to be manipulated propelled her up the
stairway to the second floor. The lighted hallway was empty of any security
guards, secretaries or students to direct her. Turning away from the stairs,
Claire walked toward a closed office with English Department stenciled on the
frosted glass and knocked.

There was no answer. A lectern stood next to the door, and
.the black notebook on it listed the instructor’s office hours. Turning hastily
to the Ns, Claire found the entry.

Nichols, A.A. (Tony),
Assoc Prof, Creative Writing #319.

The space for appointments was crossed through with a large
black X.

She ought to just go see Sarah Winesong, Claire thought as
she hurried down the hall. If Mr. Harrison and Tillie had not babied the author
all these years, Cauldron Press might not have been in this predicament. And
she would not be chasing around after Tony Nichols.

Claire took the stairs up to the third floor, pausing out of
breath on the landing. A black arrow with the numbers 311-321 led her to the
left.

That hall was dark, the only illumination coming from the
gray sky visible through a single window at the far end of the corridor. All
the offices appeared locked and unoccupied.

There was no lettering on the frosted glass of room 319
other than its number, and the small metal nameplate holder above it was empty.
Claire’s stomach churned. She rapped loudly and waited.

Nothing. “Tony? Are you in there? It’s Claire.”

Her inquiry was met with silence. Rubbing one hand with the
other, Claire looked around. Though everything was silent, she had the feeling
that someone was nearby. Gingerly she put her hand on the brass doorknob and
turned it. It opened easily, into almost complete darkness.

“Tony?”

The instant she spoke his name, the shrill cry of the
telephone rang out like a startled sentry’s gun. Clutching her chest, Claire
gasped and stepped back.

With a sigh of exasperation, she decided to answer it and
groped for the light switch. As she did so, she noticed the room was dense with
the odor of Tony’s tobacco. Inhaling, she tried to ignore the vivid pictures
that rose to mind. She found the switch and flicked it and the room lit up.

The first thing Claire saw was the blood pooled on the dingy
carpet just inside the office door.

She froze. Dully she realized the phone had stopped ringing.
Then her ears picked up a new sound. In the hallway she had just vacated, she
heard the creaking of a door hinge followed by footsteps.

Footsteps that were coming closer.

Frantic, Claire snapped off the light and moved deeper into
the small office. Her hands groped in the dark for a weapon. Heavy, leather
bound books were everywhere. Gripping the smooth surface of a large, anonymous
text, Claire raised it above her head and waited.

A bulky silhouette filled the doorway as the hallway light
tumbled into the room. Though Claire had made no sound, it was clear she had
been spotted. Without a word, the figure lunged across the small office at her.
She brought the book down squarely on the intruder’s face and the corner of it
stabbed into his cheek.

She was tackled and thrown against the edge of the desk
while her attacker howled a curse at her blow. Claire struck him repeatedly
with the book.

As they both crashed to the floor, Claire beat him with
every bit of adrenaline pumping into her body. Then, quite suddenly, she knew
who it was cursing her in the dark. She recognized the strong hands that hugged
her waist, the wavy hair brushing against the tender skin on her arm.

Her body identified her captor even when her terrified mind
had not. “Let go of me, Tony. You’re hurting my arms.”

He was straddling her hips. She could now clearly see his eyes
in the dim light from the hall.

“Claire, what are you trying to do, kill me?”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Emelle Gamble
became a writer at an early age. At six years old, she was bursting with the
requisite childhood stories of introspection, and this itch to tell tales
evolved into bad teen poetry and tortured short works that, thankfully, never
saw the light of day, or an editor’s red pen.

She took her
first stab at writing a novel in an adult education class in Mobile, Alabama
when her kids were in bed for the night. As ‘M.L. Gamble,’ she published
several romantic suspense novels with Harlequin Intrigue. She now publishes
novels of Ordinary Women in Extraordinary Situations with SoulMate Publishing
and Posh Publishing …works ranging from women’s fiction to thrillers and
romantic suspense.

Always intrigued
by the words ‘what if’, Gamble’s books feature an ordinary woman confronted
with an extraordinary situation. Emelle celebrates the adventurous spirit of
readers, and hopes each will enjoy the exciting and surprising journeys her
characters take.

Emelle lives in
suburban Washington D.C. with her hero of thirty years, Philip, and two orange
cats, Lucy and Bella. Like all good villains, the cats claim to have their
reasons for misbehaving. Her children are happily launched on their own and are
both contributing great things to society, their mother’s fondest wish.

Emelle welcomes
any reader interested in emailing her at emellegamble@aol.com and hopes they
will visit her website, www.EmelleGamble.com or her Author Emelle Gamble
FaceBook page.

Jean-Pierre ALAUX and Noël BALEN

The Winemaker Detective:
An Omnibus

SYNOPSIS

The ideal gift for mystery and wine lovers — An immersion in French countryside, gourmet attitude, and light-hearted mystery.
Two amateur sleuths gumshoe around French wine country, where money, deceit, jealousy, inheritance and greed are all the ingredients needed for crime. Master winemaker Benjamin Cooker and his sidekick Virgile Lanssien solve mysteries in vineyards with a dose of Epicurean enjoyment of fine food and beverage. Each story is a homage to wine and winemakers, as well as a mystery.
In Treachery in Bordeaux, barrels at the prestigious grand cru Moniales Haut-Brion wine estate in Bordeaux have been contaminated. Is it negligence or sabotage?
In Grand Cru Heist, Benjamin Cooker’s world gets turned upside down one night in Paris. He retreats to the region around Tours to recover. He and his assistant Virgile turn PI to solve two murders and a very particular heist.
In Nightmare in Burgundy, a dream wine tasting trip to Burgundy turns into a troubling nightmare when Cooker and his assistant stumble upon a mystery revolving around messages from another era.
This made-for-TV series is “difficult to forget and oddly addictive” (ForeWord Reviews).

ABOUT THE AUTHORS

Jean-Pierre Alaux and Noël Balen,
wine lover and music lover respectively,
came up with the idea for the Winemaker Detective series
while sharing a meal,
with a bottle of Château Gaudou 1996,
a red wine from Cahors
with smooth tannins and a balanced nose.

ABOUT THE TRANSLATORS

Anne Trager loves France so much she has lived there for 27 years and just can’t seem to leave. What keeps her there is a uniquely French mix of pleasure seeking and creativity. Well, that and the wine. In 2011, she woke up one morning and said, “I just can’t stand it anymore. There are way too many good books being written in France not reaching a broader audience.” That’s when she founded Le French Book to translate some of those books into English. The company’s motto is “If we love it, we translate it,” and Anne loves crime fiction, mysteries and detective novels.

***

Sally Pane studied French at State University of New York Oswego and the Sorbonne before receiving her Masters Degree in French Literature from the University of Colorado where she wrote Camus and the Americas: A Thematic Analysis of Three Works Based on His Journaux de Voyage. Her career includes more than twenty years of translating and teaching French and Italian at Berlitz and at University of Colorado Boulder. She has worked in scientific, legal and literary translation; her literary translations include Operatic Arias; Singers Edition, and Reality and the Untheorizable by Clément Rosset, along with a number of titles in the Winemaker Detective series. She also served as the interpreter for the government cabinet of Rwanda and translated for Dian Fossey’s Digit Fund. In addition to her passion for French, she has studied Italian at Colorado University, in Rome and in Siena. She lives in Boulder, Colorado with her husband.

If you picked mostly A‘s you got Indulgence Diane Alberts. You're elegant, polished, and you can probably handle any situation with poise. You like your heroes suited, powerful, and with an edge to them. Seeing the heroine swept off her feet into a world of luxury has you ready to trade places with her. We think you'll love BEAUTY AND THE BOSS.

Researcher Maggie Donovan has no luck with men, and it doesn't
help that she can't keep her eyes off of her sexy boss – the one everyone else
in the office calls The Beast. Relationships in the office are forbidden. So no
one is more surprised than Maggie when she pretends to be his fiancée to save
him during a difficult situation. Not only has she put her job on the line, but
the future of the company.

Billionaire Benjamin Gale III doesn’t believe in love or
romance, but the look on his mother’s face when Maggie tells her that she’s his
fiancée is worth millions. Instead of firing her for her insubordination, he
goes along with the ruse. In his arms–and in his bed–she’d be everything he
could ever want…which is why he can’t have her.

If you picked mostly B‘s you got Otherworld Diane Alberts. You're adventurous, witty, and you aren't afraid of a good challenge. You like your heroes growly, brooding, and Alpha with a capital 'A'. Diving into the world of the paranormal is your ultimate escape. We think you'll love DIVINELY RUINED.

Rebecca’s life sucked before she became an angel. Crappy apartment, awful jobs, abusive boyfriends–it was no wonder she jumped at the chance to escape it all and become a real live angel. The problem is Rebecca’s not very angelic, and she’ll have to do more to earn her wings than end her love affair with the word f–er, frick.Especially when she’s assigned to save single father Tony Weis, whose less-than-pure thoughts wreak hell on a telepathic angel’s nerves. It’s all Rebecca can do to keep her hands off him…but when she loses her memory injuring herself to save Tony’s daughter, now it’s Tony’s turn to be her angel and care for her. But will Tony’s devotion tempt her from her angelic path, even if it means being human again?

If you picked mostly C‘s you got Brazen Diane Alberts. You might be the girl-next-door but there's more to you than meets the eye. You like your heroes ready and willing to please any time, any place. Slipping between the pages of a good read is almost as good as slipping between the sheets for you. We think you'll love SAY YOU'RE MINE.

Navy SEAL Steven Thomas has only ever been able to count on three things: waking up in the morning, going to sleep sometime during the night, and Lauren Brixton. She’s been his best friend since grade school, and what they have is the only relationship he’s managed not to ruin.Until one drunken night puts that all in jeopardy.Lauren’s watched Steven flit from one-night stand to one-night stand, seemingly not interested in something more. So when the long-ignored attraction between the two of them blows up in their faces, she does the only thing she can—she pretends she doesn’t want him. But all’s fair in love and war, and Steven’s not about to lose the only person in his life who matters…

Find your copy of SAY YOU'RE MINE:Amazon | B&N | iTunes | Kobo | Entangled | GoodreadsIf you picked a mix of A's, B's, and/or C's you're someone who enjoys variety both in their lives and in their books. You're known for your great taste and your friends probably come to you for advice on which books to buy. When it comes to book boyfriends you know that one is never enough. We think you'll enjoy everything Diane has to offer so visit her Entangled Publishing page to find all of her great books!About Diane Alberts:

Diane Alberts is a USA TODAY bestselling Contemporary Romance author with Entangled Publishing. Under the name Jen McLaughlin, she also writes New York Times, USA TODAY, andWall Street Journal bestselling books with Penguin Random House. She was mentioned inForbes alongside E. L. James as one of the breakout independent authors to dominate the bestselling lists. Diane is represented by Louise Fury at The Bent Agency.

Diane has always been a dreamer with a vivid imagination, but it wasn’t until 2011 that she put her pen where her brain was, and became a published author. Since receiving her first contract offer, she has yet to stop writing. Though she lives in the mountains, she really wishes she was surrounded by a hot, sunny beach with crystal clear water. She lives in Northeast Pennsylvania with her four kids, a husband, a schnauzer mutt, and four cats. Her goal is to write so many fantastic stories that even a non-romance reader will know her name.